I dropped my sweatshirt on the floor so I stood naked, my body hard and fit, stroking my big hard cock. I don't think in the darkness he could tell I ...as coated in cum. He saw me, and my big hard cock, and climbed over his boyfriend's lap, and sucked my cock into his mouth. Men's hands were all over me, and his, while he sucked me.I had been holding off so long, I wasn't able to hold off anymore, not when a hot guy was sucking my cock. I leaned over and said "I want to cum on your face." He. . he hadn't been sure, but Ijust confirmed it to him... damn what a fool I was.I leant over and whispered to him. "Look this isn't what it looks like, I'm on an undercover operation, thisis just work, I'm trying to find the murderer, just like you"He leant back in his chair with a completely smug and satisfied smile onhis face. He had me, he knew he did, he had seen me in my flat, he hadseen the nail varnish, he knew all he needed."Miss Pierce, that's fine, I understand your reluctance at this. "After I had held it and massaged it for a few moments, he begged me to take it in his mouth and give him relief, so recognising that this was safer than risking him trying to put it into my sex, I let him push my head down until I could lick and kiss his throbbing erection and then I took it into my mouth, or at least some of it."He held the back of my head as he thrust up into my mouth again and again until finally I could feel him choking me with his explosion. I managed not to gag and soon. I smiled as I inhaled the scent of the hand below my nose. I knew that smell. I was led to what felt like an overstuffed, high-backed chair several feet across the room from where I had entered. My wrists were bound, comfortably, to the arms of the chair as I sat. I felt movement in front and behind me and breathed deeply to assure myself that these scents were the ones so familiar to me. They were. My two lovers were here. I was certain of that. I felt safe and relaxed a bit. But a moment.